With a baby and a pandemic this is not the year for involved fall celebrations. Although fall doesn't really ask that of us, does it? The hints of cooler air and darker evenings invite us to slow down and look for the cozy. Elaborate crafts and color coordinated family pictures at the pumpkin patch (with the inevitable grumpy child) are decidedly not required. I think fall is a time to reconnect to the meaning of home, perhaps something we've been reflecting on a lot this year, and to find simple ways to lift our spirits as we honor a season... Read more →

I just put the baby back down to sleep, her belly full and head so heavy on my shoulder. At 5:30 a.m. the house is dark and full of the whoosh of white noise (we call it the hurricane as we are convinced that the more white noise machines we have going to more likely our children are to sleep). Chris just tiptoed in from the garage, returning from his daily morning coffee run and violin practice. And about the time that I opened up this blank post and tried to let myself relax enough to type the big boys... Read more →

The beginning of fall, or at least the end of summer, is such a welcome relief here. Last Sunday evening, as I finished cleaning the kitchen, I heard the sound I've been waiting for: Canada geese honking as they flew over our house. My heart fluttered and I smiled to myself: the first sign of early fall. Chris told me that he was telling the boys a bedtime story when they heard the honking. The boys looked at each other and said, "Fall!" I love that I've taught them to notice the signs of changing seasons. The light is changing... Read more →

sibling crew / backyard snowball fight with snowballs from Bahama Bucks (a sno-cone shop) / with Nana and Papa Inspired by... Better sleep! Sleep is everything and I'm so thankful to be getting more of it. And to be able to put Maeve in her crib for naps. I was starting to despair a little bit. With more sleep and some breaks during the day I've had more energy. This month that energy inspired me to go through my maternity clothes and the clothes that Maeve has outgrown (it happens so fast). I returned maternity clothes I was borrowing, put... Read more →